Archive for September, 2010

Hubs and I haven’t been anywhere since our honeymoon, nearly three years ago.

Those three years have been filled with saving and purchasing a home, and then renovating said home (which will never end, it seems). But when the opportunity arose to spend a week in the Outer Banks, NC, that we could actually afford, we took it.

Hubs needs vacation. I, on the other hand, am content with just “time off”. Hubs, though, needs to escape – needs to go someplace and have adventures. I simply need to not be at work, and have time to read. I’m a pretty simple creature. 🙂

So we’re schedule to head to the Carolinas this weekend. Which was great, until…


Say what? A hurricane? Earl? Uh, well, okay. Sure.

Beg your pardon? Fiona? Who’s that?


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Come on Mother Nature!!! What the heck?!

As of right now, we’re still planning on going down….keep nice weather thoughts out there for us! They’re calling for Earl to affect our vacation area late Thursday/early Friday, but if it heads any closer to land we may have to reconsider our trip. We’ll be watching it closely, I guess!

Although, in the wise words of my husband: “If I don’t get this vacation next week, I am going to have a mental breakdown.”

Amen, brother.

See, we’re both suffering from the affects of overtraining. And work stress. And life stress.

We need to get away. Away from the gym, away from the workplace, and away from the schedule that keeps us running from early to late 7 days a week.

In the last two weeks, I’ve had two slight injuries as a result of the gym. I’m no longer seeing gains. I’m having trouble sleeping, and when I do sleep, I still feel exhausted. My resting heart rate has been elevated a bit as well.

Yep. Overtraining. I’m not saying I’m some advanced athlete – I’m saying you get tired and your body gets tired.

No, that doesn’t mean I’ll spend my entire week on vacation sitting on my hiney – but there will be no HIIT, there will be no weight lifting. There will be beach time, there will be hiking and walking and renting bikes to ride. Fun, active things – just not organized fitness.

And I know, from experience, that it’s what I need. With lifting, 1-2 rest days a week (and on my rest days I end up deep-cleaning the house, or standing on my feet cooking all day, or heavy gardening, so is it really rest?) isn’t enough over time. Periodically, I find a rest week is just what the doctor ordered for proper physical AND mental health. I normally find I need it once every 3-4 months, but I usually stubbornly put it off until 6 months (case in point: right now!)

Other overtraining posts from the blogosphere:

Fitnessista aka Gina



Oh She Glows


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Haven’t done one in awhile…

1. Pretend it’s Monday morning–take us through a day in the life of you.
Alarm goes off at 6:30, I get out of bed, pee, and take the dog outside to do her business. Said dog thinks this is also an excursion to smell every blade of grass in the yard, so “business” ends up taking 10 minutes, and I just spend that time standing in the back yard, looking out over the quiet fields our yard backs up to. Once pup is satisfied, in the house we go, where I pack my lunch and clean up anything laying around the living room (we keep a blended-in decorative basket under one end table and toss all remotes, magazines, etc in there in the morning so pup doesn’t get any chewing ideas during the day). I hop in the shower, get out, lotion/spf myself, brush my teeth, and put on half my clothes. I’m bizarre. I’m put on my underclothes (hehe I said underclothes) and my pants for work. Then I blow dry my hair, and THEN I put my shirt/shoes/jewelry on. I grab my bags, and put them in the car, head back in, kiss hubs (who is still sleeping) and head to work. I work 8-4:30 with ½ hour for lunch, normally taken at noon so I can eat with my co-workers (it’s a small office, and co-mingled lunch is a social must on most days). I eat breakfast at my desk, as well as a pre-gym snack about 3:00-3:30. At 4:30, I drive to the gym (2 blocks from work) and work out until 6:00 or so. I head home, have a recovery snack, and then walk the dog for ½ hour. I come home, and hubs is usually home from the gym by now (~6:45 or 7:00). Monday, hubs always cooks. So while he’s making dinner, I prep my food for the following day, let the dog out to play with the neighbor dog, get my clothes and gym clothes ready for the next day. We eat dinner, I do dishes, then sit down to read blogs, email, check facebook, or blog myself. Bedtime rolls around at 10:30 and then we do it all over again. 🙂

2. What’s your favorite reality tv show?
I honestly watch VERY little television, and immensely dislike reality TV. So none?

3. What motto do you live by?
I don’t live by a motto. Maybe I should. hah

4. If you knew could you try anything and not fail, what dream would you attempt?
I’d open a book/food type store. You can lounge around like it’s a huge comfy library, and do whatever you want, but there’s also a delicious menu available as well. Limited items (because I’d want to cook them and focus on things) but it would be delicious.


I’d start a horse training business. I do miss horses a lot.

5. What was your first job?
First summer job was stable manager for a horse training facility. The end result was me in a cast for 6 weeks, because a horse tore all the tendons in 3 of my fingers on my left hand. Nice, eh? All for $7/hour 🙂

My first “real life” job was a secretary/electrical estimator for an electrical contracting company. I worked for Satan. No boss will ever be worse than that man. But my co-workers were awesome and sympathetic. We banded together. 🙂

6. What is your current job?
I am a GIS & Information Systems Administrator (ever notice how they give you an important title, but no money? That’s me.) I run online tracking systems for homeless clients, I do digital mapping, and data analysis – all for a local government level social service agency. I love it because I do something different every day. It’s never boring!

7. What would you call yourself if you could choose your own name (and you cannot pick the one you already have)?
At this point in my life I’m pretty content with my name – Kelly. I always wanted to spell it Kelle, though. Oh well.

At one point in early teenagedom I wanted to be called Maeve. Is that weird?

8. What musical instruments can you play?
BAHAHAHAHAH……I can’t read any music, let alone play. I’m bad at the recorder, for pete’s sake.

9. Is it easier to forgive or forget?
Forgive. Forgetting is hard.

10. What is one food you’d never want to taste again?
Olives, okra, mushrooms, spam, …..I could go on and on.

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